Shan Qihuan looked at Shen Yuhan's back as he went upstairs. After getting to know him in recent days, he always felt that he might have a stereotype of Shen Yuhan. The Shen Yuhan he knew now was completely different from what was written in the survey. His calculating eyes and pureness could not deceive people. Although he was not yet thirty years old, he grew up in a modern house-fighting environment. He was able to stand out in the treacherous business world because he had the ability to judge people.
By looking at a person's words and actions, you can tell what he is thinking, what his educational background is, and what kind of family education he grew up under. With the level of judging people that Shan Qihuan has learned over the years, he knows that Shen Yuhan is not as scheming as he imagined.
But when I saw the note "Wife" occupying the first position in WeChat, I seemed not so sure. I must have secretly changed it for him when he added WeChat last night while he was drunk. He tends to get sleepy after drinking. I only remember that I agreed to add him on WeChat. The other memories are too fragmented and vague to remember clearly.
Shan Qihuan clicked on the note and wanted to change this sticky nickname. He hesitated when pressing the delete key and ultimately did not change it.
Forget it, let’s see what Shen Yuhan wants to do to him first. At least he didn’t run out to find Shan Qiyun behind his back, thus saving his reputation as the “husband”.
There are two study rooms on the second floor. One of them is already equipped with a computer and bookshelf, while the other is relatively empty. It only has a relatively modern white table and a chair of similar style to the one next to it. The aunt in the house cleans it every day, and there is not even a speck of dust on the table. It is very clean.
Shen Yuhan chose this room, and he placed today's spoils one by one according to his usual habits.
After a while, the desk looked presentable and even the unused room had a different feel.
This is not the Shen family's home. The place is a bit small and it can no longer be his study room of the past, but this is also the home he and Shan Qihuan share. Seeing the familiar stationery, he felt a sense of belonging.
It's a pity that those treasures he brought out of the house back then have fallen into the hands of no one, and I'm afraid they have all been destroyed by bandits.
Alas, it’s just regret.
Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan don't have much in common, and they haven't found any common hobbies. One has a successful career, while the other is still learning how to integrate into the new era, and they don't have many topics to communicate about.
However, the two of them sat together to eat and were quite harmonious.
Tonight's meal was relatively light, suitable for Shan Qihuan who had drunk wine yesterday, and also for Shen Yuhan who was accustomed to light tastes. At least they reached an agreement on food.
Shen Yuhan said that the vegetables today were very tender, so Shan Qihuan ate a little more.
Shan Qihuan said that the taro and pork ribs were steamed very soft today. Shen Yuhan tasted two more bites of taro and he liked the taste.
Today's lotus root soup was relatively sweet and refreshing, and Shen Yuhan liked it, so he drank half a bowl more. He ate until he was 90% full for dinner and almost ate too much.
After dinner, Shen Yuhan watched TV for a while and then chose to go to the study to practice painting, while Shan Qihuan chatted with friends in the study.
His friends are not very old, and not many of them are married, only two including him.
He chatted with this married friend alone, and this was his off-site help in the afternoon.
Yes, Shan Qihuan finally sought help outside the venue, otherwise he would not have thought of picking up Shen Yuhan after get off work.
Ding Quan: Is my method useful
Shan Qihuan: The problem has been solved.
Ding Quan: Who did you make angry
Shan Qihuan: It would be better if you didn’t know.
Ding Quan: Could it be Shen Yuhan who just married you
Shan Qihuan: How could it be him? Is he worthy of me being nice to him
Ding Quan: That's true. His reputation is really bad. But how can you not even coax someone? How can you just give him money? Next time he says something wrong, take him shopping or give him a small gift. To be honest, don't let others find out if you are secretly supporting someone.
Shan Qihuan: No, that’s not the case. I don’t have any support.
Ding Quan: Bring it out to me later.
Shan Qihuan: Really not.
After chatting for a while, Shan Qihuan turned on his computer and started to deal with some official business. As time passed, he always felt that something was missing.
It was not until the 11 o'clock bedtime reminder on his phone that he remembered that Shen Yuhan did not knock on the study door tonight.
Asleep
Shan Qihuan left the study and was about to return to his room when he discovered that the light in the next room was still on.
Why are you not sleeping late at night? Are you playing games
The door was only half closed. Shan Qihuan knocked on it and pushed it open.
At this time, Shen Yuhan was writing calligraphy with a brush under the warm light, with a very formal posture, and did not respond to him.
Shan Qihuan stood by the door and asked Shen Yuhan, "Shen Yuhan, are you still not asleep?"
He saw a pile of ruined paper crumbs in the trash can next to him. It seemed that Shen Yuhan was trying his best to struggle with the pen and ink.
It's good to have this perseverance, but it can't delay your sleep time.
Shen Yuhan hasn't decided what to paint yet. The teacher said the deadline is next Tuesday, so he has to finish the calligraphy before Tuesday. But he is not satisfied with what he wrote tonight. He wants to paint another picture, but he has no idea what to do.
I couldn't finish the painting in one night and wasted a lot of paper.
Until I heard Shan Qihuan's voice: "Hmm? Is it late?"
Shan Qihuan reminded him: "It's almost eleven o'clock."
"Then I'll go to bed right away." Shen Yuhan put down the brush, turned his wrist, tidied up the table, and went back to his room to sleep.
Shan Qihuan walked in front, and he was determined to go back to his room to sleep.
Just as he was about to turn into his room, Shen Yuhan yawned and pushed open the door, and asked him sleepily: "Honey, why did you change the sheets on our bed?"
Shan Qihuan turned his foot into his bedroom, walked towards Shen Yuhan and said, "Looking at red for a long time is bad for your eyes. I asked my aunt to change it before I went out this morning."
"So there is such a saying." Shen Yuhan suddenly realized that the new bed sheet was made of silver satin and felt very comfortable. "This color looks good."
"There are four other sets. You can ask Auntie to change the color you like." Shan Qihuan, who had been going to bed early these days, was infected by Shen Yuhan's sleepiness and began to feel sleepy: "Well, take a shower and go to bed."
Shen Yuhan took a fragrant bath, and when he came out, Shan Qihuan was already lying on the bed.
He climbed up to his seat, put his phone on the bedside table next to him, lay down, pulled the quilt over his chest and began to sleep.
Shan Qihuan was wondering why he came to sleep after going back to his room to take a shower
He found an absolutely reasonable reason for himself. He wanted to observe what improper intentions Shen Yuhan had towards him.
However, Shen Yuhan cried at noon today and practiced calligraphy all night. As soon as he relaxed, he felt very sleepy. His eyelids were heavy and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
Shan Qihuan lifted the quilt and went to bed, calling him in a low voice: "Shen Yuhan."
Shen Yuhan turned over and grumbled, "Honey, I'm so sleepy. Let's talk tomorrow."
He was too sleepy and didn't want to have a night chat with his husband.
Shan Qihuan, who had no intention of chatting at night, said in great disappointment: "Forget it, go to sleep."
Where is Shen Yuhan who took the initiative to hint at him on their wedding night
He shouldn't be lying here, he should be in the next room!
But sometimes the body is more honest than the heart. He turned off the bedside lamps on both sides, lay down, and moved closer to Shen Yuhan.
sleep!
Shen Yuhan is taking a new course on Thursday, which will bring him closer to Shan Qihuan's company.
There was a flower arrangement class in the morning and a cooking class in the afternoon, which lasted for two days.
Shan Qihuan enrolled him in an entrepreneurship class. Most of the students in the flower arrangement class were modern women who wanted to open a flower shop after learning. Shen Yuhan thought that there were really many industries nowadays.
In their Qi State, only wealthy families needed gardeners to take care of expensive flowers, but in modern times, as long as you learn flower arrangement, you can make money as a career.
It turned out that the courses Shan Qihuan had signed him up for were all useful and were not meant to make things difficult for him. As long as he did well, he could work in any industry. He wanted to learn how to arrange flowers well. Maybe one day he could make money from flower arranging.
Shen Yuhan bought several books related to flower arrangement at the flower arrangement school that day and eagerly absorbed vast amounts of modern knowledge.
In the afternoon there was a cooking class, which was also a great art. He used to only know how to cook simple dishes from the State of Qi, but in modern society there was actually a distinction between Chinese and Western food. Chinese food was a general term for all cuisines in their country, and included eight major cuisines.
However, what Shen Yuhan had to learn first was not how to cook, but how to use modern kitchen utensils.
In the cooking class, he absorbed a lot of useful knowledge, and in the future he can cook for his husband at home.
For two consecutive days, Shen Yuhan absorbed modern knowledge like a sponge. Every day was very fulfilling. She was so busy that she didn't even notice counting the household allowance her husband gave her. It seemed to be the same as last time and should be enough to last for a while.
Shan Qihuan also had lunch with him in the company for two days and did not go to the company cafeteria to be watched by others.
He felt a little regretful that he didn't see how Shen Yuhan was tortured by the intensive course. The other party seemed to be enjoying the class very much. He even discussed with him which market could buy flowers for flower arrangement at the lowest price and how big the pot should be when cooking the dish Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Although this is not the result he wants to see, the direction is still correct. Shen Yuhan is now positive and optimistic, a model of a good young man who has turned over a new leaf.
Shan Qihuan put down the complicated recipe of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that he had just found out: "If you want to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, I can take you out to eat. You don't have to make it yourself."
Shen Yuhan took a pen and a notebook to record his preferences, her expression showing eagerness to try: "Then I will focus on learning what cuisines my husband likes to eat."
Shan Qihuan said: "I'm fine with either. I'm not picky."
The next second Shen Yuhan exposed him: "But Auntie told me that you don't like sweet and sour dishes, such as sweet and sour spareribs, sweet and sour fish, and sweet and sour pork."
Auntie speaks really fast.
Shan Qihuan wanted to save his face: "That's all. That's all."
Shen Yuhan: "You don't eat celery, mushrooms, or..."
Shan Qihuan: "How much did Auntie tell you?"
Shen Yuhan: "I have said everything that needs to be said."
Shan Qihuan: “…” OK.
When he looked up, he saw Shen Yuhan, who was sitting opposite him, with sparkling eyes. The light in his office was good, which set off Shen Yuhan's fair skin. He went to bed early and got up early recently, so his dark circles had faded and he looked much more energetic. It was a pity that he buttoned the top button of his shirt so that the small red mole between his collarbones was not seen.
However, this topic did not last long. After lunch, Shen Yuhan started staring at his phone and seemed a little absent-minded in the conversation.
Shan Qihuan was thinking, not knowing what he was thinking about, did he finally show the ponytail he wanted
Even when he returned home in the evening, Shen Yuhan still looked worried.
Shan Qihuan enjoyed the service of Shen Yuhan again that evening. He had a meeting in the afternoon which started a little late, so he came back a little late.
After dinner, Shen Yuhan reluctantly sat down next to Shan Qihuan with a cautious attitude. Shan Qihuan noticed his little movements out of the corner of his eye and wanted to laugh. He looked like a child who had made a mistake and wanted to please an adult, but he was not his father.
It’s my husband.
Oh, he must have something to ask.
Shen Yuhan lived up to Shan Qihuan's expectations and asked him, "Husband, are you free tomorrow at noon?"
Shan Qihuan had not had much contact with Shen Yuhan in the past two days. He was out socializing with people in the evening and only had time to come back for dinner tonight. He came back so late that Shen Yuhan was already asleep.
Are you trying to date him
Were you absent-minded in the afternoon, thinking about how to talk to him
Shen Yuhan was actually upset by Huang Shang's incident. He really didn't dare to face several strange men alone, so he said with a stiff upper lip: "I have an appointment tomorrow. Can you go with me?"
Shan Qihuan raised his eyebrows: "What are you going to do?" Do you want to bring someone else with you when you invite him
Shen Yuhan whispered, "Go and apologize."
Shan Qihuan thought he had misheard: "What?"
Shen Yuhan said truthfully: "Apologize."
Shan Qihuan asked him puzzledly: "Why do you want to apologize?"
Shen Yuhan whispered, "The other party said that I did something bad to him and that's why he was afraid to go to the toilet in the middle of the night."
Shan Qihuan: "What's so weird?"
If I don’t dare to go to the toilet, then I can’t sleep. Am I missing Shen Yuhan so much that I can’t sleep
Shen Yuhan didn't hear Shan Qihuan agree to him, so he pulled the corner of his shirt and said, "Will you go with me?"
Really, she always acts like a spoiled child to him and doesn't want to agree at all.
But Shan Qihuan said one thing in his heart and another: "Okay, I'll go with you."
He just wanted to know who was so bold as to covet Shen Yuhan.
After getting his consent, Shen Yuhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
That’s great, with her husband around, she doesn’t have to face a strange man alone.